Oh shit, I took a X pill now I'm ready to fl-ipnI smoke the fat joint, now I'm shit outta luck,nThere goes another chicken head ready to cluck,nDamn yo, ya gotcha clothes off, I ain't even poured the liquor yet you must be a vet,nDamn you soft, yeah you already wetnLet me get some glasses, then we start to heavy petnThink 777 93 11, how you fit up all that lovin' in your ovennA nigga hit that shit and not owe you nuttin'?nAin't that suttin'?nnnNow I'm heading to the store, to get some orange juicenCos' I'm coming down, nIt's time to get loose, heading for a clubnI think it's after two, Imma rolls this dubsnWe gonna smoke its true, step into the place,nIt's time to party again, what's that nigga doing in the club with the cardigannMy nigga Wildchild roll through with the Scotch and Gin,nThe thickest ones over there, they know that we're watchin' themnShake shake, shake shakenOoohhnnnAstro-black, get the one with all backsnThe one that likes gettin' their hair pulled and ass smackednYeah all day yo I be up in the sack, sippin' on Courvoisier while she's rubbin' my backnnNigga's like, Where's Quas at, I ain't seen the nigga in a weeknnMost likely a nigga like me's chillin' wid a house freaknAstro-black latex, in line who's next? WaitnnWow that's from the last album, ain't you over that yet?nnFuck you.